Poems in 2 Vols., Reprinted Original Ed. of 1807 Ed. with Note on the Wordsworthian Sonnet by Thos. Hutchinson, Том 2David Nutt, 1807 |
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... of ; thou didst love The liberty of Man . And , had it been thy lot to live With us who now behold the light , Thou would'st have nobly stirr'd thyself , And battled for the Right . For Robin was the poor Man's stay The poor man's B 5 9.
... of ; thou didst love The liberty of Man . And , had it been thy lot to live With us who now behold the light , Thou would'st have nobly stirr'd thyself , And battled for the Right . For Robin was the poor Man's stay The poor man's B 5 9.
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... " Tis all that now remains for him ! I look'd , I scann'd her o'er and o'er ; The more I look'd I wonder'd more : When suddenly I seem'd to espy A trouble in her strong black eye ; A remnant of uneasy light , A flash of something 21 *
... " Tis all that now remains for him ! I look'd , I scann'd her o'er and o'er ; The more I look'd I wonder'd more : When suddenly I seem'd to espy A trouble in her strong black eye ; A remnant of uneasy light , A flash of something 21 *
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William Wordsworth. A remnant of uneasy light , A flash of something over - bright ! And soon she made this matter plain ; And told me , in a thoughtful strain , That she had borne a heavy yoke , Been stricken by a twofold stroke ; Ill ...
William Wordsworth. A remnant of uneasy light , A flash of something over - bright ! And soon she made this matter plain ; And told me , in a thoughtful strain , That she had borne a heavy yoke , Been stricken by a twofold stroke ; Ill ...
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... light : Now deep and red , the colouring of night ; That on their Gipsy - faces falls , Their bed of straw and blanket - walls . -Twelve hours , twelve bounteous hours , are gone while I Have been a Traveller under open sky , Much ...
... light : Now deep and red , the colouring of night ; That on their Gipsy - faces falls , Their bed of straw and blanket - walls . -Twelve hours , twelve bounteous hours , are gone while I Have been a Traveller under open sky , Much ...
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... light : clouds pass by ; A few are near him still — and now the sky , He hath it to himself - ' tis all his own . O most ambitious Star ! an inquest wrought Within me when I recognised thy light ; A moment I was startled at the sight ...
... light : clouds pass by ; A few are near him still — and now the sky , He hath it to himself - ' tis all his own . O most ambitious Star ! an inquest wrought Within me when I recognised thy light ; A moment I was startled at the sight ...
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Страница 155 - But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing; Uphold us, cherish, and have power to make Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence...
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Страница 152 - mid work of his own hand he lies, Fretted by sallies of his mother's kisses, With light upon him from his father's eyes...
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Страница 156 - Hence in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be, Our Souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the Children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.